Poem : " The Day Before It All Begun ".

Whispers of the gentle breeze

is to hide in the autumn leaves.

Do you remember the day

when prayers was to be held.

Dont let go of the beautiful you.

In the autumn it all hide

to see that generations needs to be protected.

A summer day

in the indian sky

makes you remember the sound

of a horse

gentle enough to save the world...

Go wherever you want

and remember that stars shine at night,

for you to sleep

under the sky.

Fall in love my beautiful one.

In love all the strength lies.

To see you have a future,

in that you dont need to dream alone.

Mona Kristin Roald